Moon Tan Poem by Robert Rittel

My worries and delusion set me into despair,
as the silver silhouette slowly brighten the darkening fair.
Oh gracious moon and mother of dreams,
your illusive sensuous sphere and its tangible schemes.
Moonlight you soft touch in still and everywhere,
sensing the milk of insomnia filling that crisp air.
Trees and flora fragrance are sending
aroused fertility of imagination tending.
Charms of beams quenched from stardust,
beauty of caring stories entrust.
Lunatics melodies have philosophical tragic,
orange in dark blue haunted magic.
The love unspoken the cream of fate,
creatures of shimmering dots and its bait.
Tingling motions and wish sensations under my skin,
Moons floating corona in misty still.
Divine paradox heart soul journey,
grace of space healing delivery.
Demons of ignorance dark fainting,
blemished soul in glow attainting.
Incoherence state of peace in my mind,
acknowledging the Moon tan in its kind.